A Spartan soldier is entering a temple, his body is massive, full of wounds and veins covered in armor.

"Arghh.." Atreus hissed, he growled in a low voice, his bloodied and rough hands rubbing his arm which was bleeding from an arrow due to the war that occurred.

"Oh please God, help me." He mumbled, looked up at the statue. He just realized that he was now in the temple of Athena, he slowly stood up and walked inside. Hoping that there will be a devout devotee to treat him. "Hello? Anyone there?" He said as his voice echoed in the dark temple.